She Was Sent by God

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He was able to finish about half the plate.
However, he quickly started to feel ill.
His stomach felt queasy.

 

What is the point of living?

 

He got up slowly from his chair.
He subconsciously searched the area for a sword.
Despite his best efforts, he was unable to see one, so he left the room.

 

“Oh, my Lord.”

 

He reached out and grabbed the sword of the first knight he saw.
Then a number of other knights hurried to Laslo.

 

“No, no!”

 

“Oh, hold him off until Lord Zoltan arrives!”

 

I’m tired.
I’m done with it.

 

Laslo mercilessly struck down the knights that clung to him.
But they keep popping up, like a swarm of bees.

 

“I can’t stand this.”

 

Someone walked up to him and made a sarcastic remark.
It was Agnes’ favorite wizard, with a strong pink head.

 

“Get out of my way.”

 

“Reika-nim! But…”

 

“If you don’t want to get out of the way, you can get beaten up together.”

 

Her voice was piercing and sharp.
The knights turned back, hesitantly.

 

In a hushed voice, Reika chanted the magic spell.
Around her, black smoke began to rise.

 

After forming a sizable sphere, the smoke shot forward like an arrow and struck Laslo.

 

Tak~

 

“Ack.”

 

Laslo stumbled after being struck in the stomach by a magic spell.
Meanwhile, a knight dashed forward and snatched Laslo’s sword.

 

That wasn’t the end of it.
Reika mumbled a series of magical spells.
Soon after that, ominous clouds appeared over the empty castle’s roof, and Laslo was doused in rain.
Little by little the focus returned to Laslo’s blank eyes.

 

“Do you feel any better right now? Your Excellency?”

 

“…….”

 

“I need to talk to you.”

 

Laslo stared at both his empty hands and at Reika, one after another.
Without pause, he moved past her.
Seeing his back, Reika spoke.

 

“I’ll break the spell I cast on the Duchess if you just go.
It’s been a month since she passed away, so if I break the spell…….”

 

“Speak, Wizard.”

 

Laslo turned to look at Reika.
Reika cocked her head with arrogance.

 

“Let’s have a conversation inside.
It is inappropriate to discuss it here.”

 

She ignored Laslo’s response and went straight into his bedroom.
Laslo silently followed her.
Reika said as soon as the door shut.

 

“How long will you continue to live this way?”

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“I’ve run out of suitable words.
So, how do you describe a man who swung a sword like a lunatic every night, stabbed his brother, and cast an embalming spell on the body of his deceased wife?”

 

With her arms crossed, Reika remarked angrily.
Laslo tightened his grip.

 

“It’s so pathetic.
Your wife died after saving your life.
If I were you, I would work hard for her.”

 

“What do you know?”

 

Laslo’s fury was palpable in his voice.

 

“When I opened my eyes, someone who was more valuable than my life had passed away with her heart torn open.
Because she saved me.”

 

“…….”

 

“Who am I, and why should she make a sacrifice for me? Ah, it hurts… it really hurts.”